vukota-pecota
Vukota Pecota
vukota-pecota

I was born and raised in Cobb County. This summer, I went home and went to my first game at SunTrust. The park, once your inside, is amazing. The seats feel like you’re at a great minor league park and are right on top of the field. The Battery is fun too. Who doesn’t like to be able to walk around with a beer

Yo T.M. - I live in Gwinnett, and I can assure you we (or more to the point, the dumbfuck yokels who have lived there far longer than I) more than once have voted down MARTA participation. We ain’t got no MARTA in Gwinnett County.

Any smart Mets fan couldn’t give two shits about trading Bruce (or Duda) to the Yankees - as long as we got something worthwhile back. The Mets didn’t avoid trading with the Yankees to spare their fans, they did it because they are cheap fucks with no sense of how to build a team for the long term. And I’m a die-hard

Some people just want to watch the world burn. And some of those people want to do it in striped pants at a football stadium.

Pegula bought two moribund, god-awful franchises and was viewed as a savior for both and five years later neither one has made the playoffs since he became owner.

Beltre is still a better umpire than Angel Hernandez.

Even though he shouldn’t have been suspended for his Beltre comments, I’m fine with West getting 3 days as kind of a Lifetime Achievement Award for longterm umping douchebaggery.

Take away sports and Philadelphia is still a major northeastern metropolis. Pittsburgh is a pseudo-Midwest version of Charlotte.

He already got 5 mill for the years he played. He won’t get anything else though. He actually can’t even play for Korean teams either since he’s under the Pirate’s control (although they can grant permission if asked.) Basically, he lost a ton of money. I’m a Bucs fan, but I can’t feel that sorry for him. Once is a

That one email reminded me of something: Stop calling the fucking owners of your team “Mr. Jeffernut” or whatever as some kind of bizarre form of respect. You’re not talking to the guy, the guy would never, ever talk to you in a billion years because you’re not at his level. How did you prove you’re not at his level?

I don’t think anyone said that. It’s the language that a lot of people who don’t like Cam Newton use that gets them branded as racist. All of that “his clothes are too flashy at press conferences” or “he doesn’t treat this game with the respect it deserves” when he celebrates a fucking touchdown shit.

That’s nothing. Hell, back in season 1, they did a whole episode about David Wright, Matt Harvey and the entire Mets’ bullpen. You can look it up: Season 1, Episode 4 “Cripples, Bastards, and Broken Things.”

Eh... I preferred Twins right-hander/power hitter/burgeoning character actor Bartolo Colon’s turn as the portly baker Hot Pie a couple of episodes ago. He can really do it all!

it’s time to watch pre-teens do amazing baseball things while thinking, “Hmmmm, are we sure that kid is only 12?”

House Wilpon: We Cannot Pay Our Debts

Howie is great and always has been, but his slow motion descent into get-off-my-lawn level cranky old man has really come into full bloom this season.

I think the idea is that poor sportsmanship should disqualify them from competing any further. Which, I dunno, I’m probably OK with that. One thing the world could certainly do without is further generations of hyper-competitive jerks.

I feel like Bartolo’s uniform should include suspenders at this point.